Emotional topic composition

In real life or work and study, everyone is familiar with composition. With the help of composition, people can reflect objective things, express thoughts and feelings, and transmit knowledge and information. There are many points for attention in composition. Are you sure you can write? The following are nine essays on family themes carefully arranged by me for reference only. Let's have a look.

Affection topic composition 1 What is affection? Family is a star, which can guide the lost heart in the dark. What is kinship? Affection is a rope, body and body, heart and heart are closely linked, what is affection? Affection is a jar of honey, which contains rich fragrance and makes people ecstatic. What is kinship? Family is a dictionary, a star, a rope and honey. In fact, affection is a kind of happiness.

When I was a child, I envied handsome men who were away from home. They fly freely like birds, but I can only be locked in a cage called "home" like a canary. Therefore, I regard everything at home as a bondage and hate them. When I was in primary school, I envied my big brothers and sisters who were beautifully dressed, and those who were "laughing and laughing" in junior high school. They dared to struggle with their teachers and were not conquered by "evil" forces. Without the nagging and scolding of my parents, I live freely outside. So I also imitated their practice, ignored my mother's dissuasion and quarreled with my mother. I regard this as a great performance, complacent about this kind of thing, and show off my "glorious deeds" with my classmates and friends.

However, I didn't know until junior high school that these were not really chic. Looking back on what I did in those years, I feel like a clown, doing ridiculous performances there without knowing it, being secretly discussed and ridiculed by others. Even if it is aimed at my ridicule, I will only yell at those who laugh at me, lose my temper at home and dare not solve it with others. These childish practices like cowards will still feel a twinge of shame in retrospect. I am most sorry for my mother. She brought me up with great pains, but it was only because of my innocence that she was harmed. I really understand what Gorky said, "With the passage of time, many past events have faded away. But in the long river of history, there is a star that shines forever, and that is affection. Time can make people lose everything, but family members can't give up. Even if one day, relatives leave, their love will always stay in the deepest part of the child's soul. " Although it may be a little late to understand now, no matter what happens in the future, I won't make her sad again.

I suggest that you don't let your family get weaker and weaker in the hustle and bustle of modern social changes. At least, we can start from ourselves and don't leave regrets for ourselves. As the saying goes, "the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the son wants to raise it." Send a warm greeting to your parents that is not a luxury now! Keep warm feelings in your heart.

Touch the keys again and again, and I will integrate your expectation into my chest. Countless tunes full of true feelings play for you. Turning the pen again and again, I turned your concern into words, and your smile became the object of my description.

Once, I was so happy. I like to amuse my mother and praise her. I will show my mother the test paper and see her smiling eyes. I am very happy, too.

By the ninth grade, I was under great pressure to study. I'm getting tired of my mother's verbosity and everything she arranged for me, and I'm beginning to resist. Once my mother hit me, it was the first time she hit me, and I froze. It was a fine day, and the sun shone on my face, which was very comfortable. There is no free time to play at school, so I pinned my hopes on the week. When I came back from my friend's house, I took off my coat and picked up my basketball. I ran outside and there was a reprimand behind me. "Stop, have you finished your homework?" Hearing my mother's voice, my excitement suddenly sank. Not yet. I will do it tomorrow. I want to play ball. I faltered and said, "Tomorrow, and then tomorrow, like you, how many tomorrows are not enough. It must be finished today. ..... "Mother's words are harsh and irresistible, with low theory and harsh sentences. I quickly covered my ears to stop her nagging.

"You have finished, is it not to play basketball for a while, and not to do my homework. Besides, not going to school is my business, and you don't have to worry about it. " Mother is a little angry. You learned to talk back. I worked hard to raise you, and this is how you repay me.

"You don't have to raise me if you dare. Did I ask you to support me? " I was angry, too. I blurted it out without thinking. Mother flushed with anger. "pa!" A slap in my face, crisp voice, shocked me. Then I ran into the room and slammed the door.

I went to school for a week, and I didn't call my mother once. Several times, I heard from the class teacher that your mother called to ask about your performance at school. Finally, on Sunday, I came home and saw my mother's embarrassment, but I ignored it and went straight back to the house. That night, I saw a note on the table, which was written by my mother. It said, "Son, it was my mother's fault that day. I shouldn't hit you, but I also want to avoid going astray. " I'm afraid you won't be admitted to a key high school next year. Will you please forgive me? "

I cried before I finished reading the letter. Then I flew to my mother's room. My mother is still awake, sitting in bed and smiling at me.

Now think about how much love a mother's slap contains and how much truth is revealed. I finally understand a truth: there are no wrong parents in the world, and parents are always the warmest harbor for children.

When I was 3 years old, in my eyes, my father was a towering mountain, and I was a happy bird in the mountain. There is a strong wind, don't be afraid, there are mountains to protect me at this time; It's raining hard, don't panic, there are mountains blocking me. Dad is a mountain, and I am a bird in the mountain. Birds are naturally inseparable from the edification of mountains.

When I was a child, in my eyes, my mother was a clear lake, and I was a free fish in the lake. The lake is full of life because of fish, and the fish is full of life because of the lake. The lake gently shelters naughty fish; Fish, happily have the love of the lake. Mother is a lake, I am a fish, and fish can't live without the embrace of the lake.

The mountain gave me a strong character, and the lake gave me endless laughter. Their kindness is something I can't repay in my whole life.

At the moment, in my eyes, my father is a green tree and I am a green leaf on it. The tree absorbed nutrition and now it has been delivered to me. I understand that he just expects me to live healthily and grow sturdily; I also try to absorb nutrition, hoping that I can be greener and make the trees look taller and younger. Dad is a tree, and I am a green leaf. Of course, leaves are inseparable from trees.

At the moment, in my eyes, my mother is a stone under the water, and I am the grass in the stone. Stones silently support the aquatic plants so that they will not be washed away by the waves. I know, she just expects me to treat problems correctly, distinguish right from wrong, and continue that innocence forever. I would also like to wait beside her, so that I can spend more time with her. Mom is a stone, and I am a water plant. Of course, water plants can't live without stones.

Whether it is a tree or a stone, as long as I understand their love for me. I rejected the way my parents loved me before, but later I realized that I just didn't know when I was lucky. So I will redouble my efforts, make continuous progress and repay them with excellent results.

As an adult, in my eyes, my father is still an evergreen tree, but I have become a high mountain. I will wait for him all my life to protect him from the wind and rain, just as he protected me at that time.

As an adult, in my eyes, my mother is still a stone, and I have become a lake. I will always accompany her, help her get rid of loneliness and support her, just as she supported me at that time.

Affection is very important in a person's life. It is a dictionary, which can make me understand the meaning of "joy" and "warmth"; It is the morning star, guiding me to the bright road to success; It is a rope that binds my parents and me tightly. It is ... in fact, it is simple happiness! My parents and I need to create and care for each other!

What's the smell of affection? After enjoying so much affection, it's really funny if you don't know what affection is.

Affection-just like a cool bottle of mint water, the cool taste is most suitable for enjoying in summer. Last summer, my sister and I went to the hillside to pick wild chrysanthemums. I accidentally fell into the pit and there was blood on my calf. When my sister saw it, she immediately used her quick wits. Picked a wild chrysanthemum, dripped its juice on my wound and asked me, "Does it hurt?" What's wrong? Why don't you let me go down the mountain later? " When I got home, my sister disinfected and bandaged my wound and kept "supervising" me. You made my wound wet. The wound with medicine is burning, but I don't feel any pain at all. Sister's care and patience are like a bottle of mint water, which washes away the heat in summer and the depression when she is injured.

Affection-is a bowl of thick Chinese medicine, and its bitter taste always makes me unforgettable. When I was in the fourth grade, I was always in the top three, so I felt proud. Gradually, I began to be lazy and my grades began to decline slowly. Dad was also very anxious when he found out. He began to check my homework every night. As long as he finds a mistake, he asks me to redo 15. I really can't stand it (Liao). I hate my father and have an impulse not to want him. I didn't understand my father's good intentions until my grades went up slowly and I never made it into the top five again. Although this relationship is bitter, it makes me memorable!

Family-is a cup of pure sweet milk, sweet but not greasy. On National Day, my mother has to work overtime and can't take me out to play. My mother and I have been sulking for several days for this matter. In those days, I didn't answer anything my mother asked me, and I didn't talk to my mother. My listless appearance makes my mother heartache. Finally, my mother asked the boss for leave. To this end, my mother lost a generous overtime pay on National Day. All this is just to satisfy my selfish desire when I was a child. My mother's colleagues say that she has no brains and it is important to earn money, but it is silly to go out and play with children. But my mother knows that I usually study hard, and I finally look forward to a National Day. She doesn't have the heart to destroy my elegance. Just to make me happy, I have to pay my own generous salary. That sweet love is the best taste of my childhood.

The smell of affection is around you, but you didn't notice it. Go find the delicious food of your childhood-affection.

Family topic composition 5 "To my sister in heaven" attracted me deeply with a faint sad title. When I can't wait to get into the book, the 100 letters sent to heaven full of childlike interest, warmth and affection have made me cry and moved.

The hero of the story is 1 1 year-old boy Will. He has a seven-year-old sister-Winnie. But one day, when Will and his sister Winnie were playing in the street, they had an accident. Will was badly hurt, and so was the lovely Winnie. From then on, Will's family lost its laughter, suddenly became lifeless, and his parents lost the joy of life. The sensible Will decided to write a letter to his sister in heaven, telling her the pain in her heart and the feeling of missing her. He also held a whitsunday meeting for his sister with friends, and asked her to meet in the "death tunnel". On Winnie's birthday, Will tied the birthday present for his sister to a hydrogen balloon and took it to heaven. ...

How deep is my brother Will's affection for my sister Winnie! Although his sister has left him, he has been hanging on his mind, just as she is still around, telling her about the dribs and drabs of life. Will's love and yearning for Winnie moved me so much in a letter full of brotherly affection! How I wish I had a brother who can love me, take care of me and think of me all the time when I'm not around!

After reading this book, I remembered another thing: I remember last year, my grandfather and several other photographers went to Wuyuan to collect scenery. Unfortunately, he had hypoglycemia there and was unconscious. Knowing this news, the whole family was very anxious, and my mother was on pins and needles. I'm afraid something will happen to my grandfather, too. At night, no one can sleep, contact the hospital, contact the ambulance, and prepare to take grandpa back for treatment. It was not until grandpa's friend reported to us that he was safe: grandpa was fine, and this was a sigh of relief. When grandpa came back, the whole family surrounded him and asked for help. Don't we have the same feelings for grandpa as Will has for his sister? Although his family is not around, he is always worried about it. This kind of affection is so strong, and the warmth it brings us is so deep.

Affection is touching, so we should cherish this touching affection.

Over time, I always feel that I am growing and maturing in my growth. I think that the young sail should have experienced wind and rain, and the protection of parents is like an untied anchor chain, which always restricts the sailing ship. So I can't remember how many times I always turn a deaf ear to my parents' advice, and sometimes I can't help being angry and talking back.

Every morning, I leave home in such a hurry that I don't even have time to say goodbye. It's that my parents have been shouting at the door, "Be careful when crossing the road and see the passing cars clearly." I always feel that a sixth-grade pupil will not laugh to death if he can't even walk at least! Over time, I got used to it. However, my parents regard it as a ritual, which is performed every day, even though I am far away. But finally one day, I changed my mind about them.

I remember it was a cold night, and I went home from English class. The north wind blows mercilessly and violently, hitting my face, cold and cold. There is no one in the street, and occasionally some fallen leaves fall. I can't help feeling sad when I walk alone under the dim street lamp. At the moment, I wonder if my parents are waiting for me to go back, because they have formed the habit of going to bed early and getting up early, so they should go to bed! But far away, I saw that the light in my house was still on, and a figure was walking around. My eyes were moist unconsciously, and I finally realized the true meaning of family. ...

The past is like smoke, and the resentment of being punished as a child has long since dissipated. Only my parents took me everywhere, and the figure shuttling in the ward made my heart beat. Now, they are old, heartless white hair is getting more and more every day, and I am growing up every day, which is full of parents' hopes and hardships! Now, I finally realize that the most beautiful thing in the world is family. Family, as deep as the sea, as sweet as wine, like a little girl who loves to play hide-and-seek, once lost, it is difficult to get it back. In fact, she will be waiting for you somewhere. As long as you experience her presence with your heart, you can get back what you lost. Only in this way can we have family ties and truly feel the irresistible power of family ties.

Family Topic Composition 7 When I was 10 years old, my father passed away. It was my mother's love that encouraged me all the time. My mother's love was inadvertently revealed, which made people so unforgettable.

In the past, I always went to cram school after school. At that time, there was some difficulty in cash flow at home, and I planned to give up going to cram school, but my mother always disagreed, and I was tired of studying hard every day. My mother can always read my mind. She picks me up after work every day. In the dark and chilly night, I can always see my mother's familiar figure. I can always feel a little comfort, throw myself into my mother's arms and forget all my troubles.

At this time, my mother habitually took off the heavy schoolbag on my shoulder and took my hand to go home. When I got home, I saw my mother coughing. I looked at her pale face, touched her forehead and asked, "What happened to her?" My mother put down her work and said to me, "Nothing, but it's too cold tonight. I'll wait for you for a while." I looked at my mother, perhaps because I was not sensible at that time, or because I had been indifferent. I don't have as much as the temperate zone. Keep on doing my homework.

Every Friday, when I get home, my mother urges me to do my homework and says to me anxiously, "Do your homework quickly and stop playing,' Tomorrow is another day, and there are many tomorrows'." I always pout discontentedly and say impatiently, "There will be no class tomorrow, so I will write tomorrow." My mother didn't say anything, but reminded me from time to time to "cherish time and don't always think about playing." . My mother's nagging always makes me impatient, but whenever my mother does this, whenever I answer my mother so coldly and rudely.

There is always an unspeakable feeling in my heart-happiness and guilt. I always knew in my heart that after my father died, my mother was under great pressure. She always plays two roles, father's sternness and mother's kindness, and mother's criticism and encouragement are always intertwined in my ears. Anyway, there is a common starting point, that is, maternal love composition, which has been pushing me forward.

Now, my mother has gone out to work. Without her nagging, I can't help feeling a little lonely, and sometimes I can't help crying. Maybe that's why I left my mother, or maybe I'm ashamed that I didn't get the reward of three rays of spring. However, my mother's love has always been cherished in my heart. I have always known that my mother has been caring for me and blessing me in the distance.

Affection topic composition 8 Affection is a feeling that blood is thicker than water. It can provide warm comfort when family members are injured and sacrifice themselves for their families at critical moments. When I was in all loves, I enjoyed the beautiful scenery with my family.

How emotions are expressed ... A thousand people have a thousand answers.

The first snow in 2008 came later than usual. "This is a famous song. This winter, the snow really came very late, very late ... Snow was flying all over the sky, and in this originally cold day, there was a trace of warmth. It melted the sunny Leng Xue, gave birth to a vibrant scene like spring, and made the earth take off its silver.

This is the power of family ties. At school that day, because the weather was very cold, the students all wore thick down jackets and gloves and wrapped themselves like zongzi. It was very cold that day, and I was in poor health since I was a child. I only dare to shrink down and drink hot water after class. Looking forward to coming home from school early. People are not as good as heaven, and a classmate actually played a prank on me. He stood on tiptoe with a bottle of cold water in his hand and poured it down from my back. I jumped up and turned away, but I couldn't even see anyone. My tears flowed out silently, and the ninja fainted with cold. Maybe that classmate's conscience reported it to the teacher. When he woke up, he found himself lying in the hospital. My parents hold my hand tightly and feel the warmth from my heart. Looking at their tearful faces, I remembered two words that the teacher learned in class today: "affection". Is this family?

Family can be so warm and considerate.

On weekdays, I always feel normal when I see my parents cooking lunch for their children, and I don't feel the kind of affection that others say. It was not until that personal experience that I deeply realized the kind of affection they said.

This is the day of winter vacation. Dad promised to have lunch with me, but after lunch time, there was still no sign of dad. I started doing my homework in the living room. The wind outside made the tin on the windowsill creak. Suddenly, the phone at home rang. That's dad on the other end of the phone. His voice was mixed with wind, which sounded a little vague. What he said probably means that the car broke down and is now being repaired in the Xin circuit garage. I apologize for not being able to keep the appointment. After I put the phone down, I heard a gust of wind again, and I couldn't help thinking about my father's present situation. The idea of sending my father food sprouted in my heart.

I went to the kitchen, heated yesterday's leftovers and put them in the lunch box. At this moment, I gradually felt the concern of parents for their children. I took a bus to my destination, got off the bus and kept looking for my father, and finally found him in a garage. His hair fluttered freely in the wind and looked a little old. I hurried to my father's side and called him. He looked up in surprise and said, "Yu Zhe, why are you here?" I smiled and said, "I'm here to deliver your meal." Hearing this, he sternly scolded, "Who sent you? What if I have a cold? " Just then, my stomach kept sending out signals. "It seems that you haven't eaten. Let's make do here together! " Dad said. He opened the lunch box and found that the food was cold, but it didn't affect our eating. We take turns eating.

Cold dishes become warm in our mouths, and strong winds make us feel like spring breeze.